| Chasing the storm since the day we were born
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| Racing all across the seas
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| Upon the horizon there’s something arising
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| A sight you’ve never seen
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| The crashing of the seas brings you down to your knees
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| As the vortex sucks you in
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| Accept this sensation as your invitation to say goodbye…
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| When the maelstrom comes around
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| The world begins to drown
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| You’re floating upside down
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| You’ll never touch the ground
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| Yet still somehow…
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| You try to get away
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| To chase a different fate
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| But now look what you’ve found
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| When the maelstrom comes around
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| Twisting and writhing, no hope of surviving
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| When oceans start to wail
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| If the legend is true then you’ve reached your doom
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| There’s no reason left to pray
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| Broken and tattered the dreams you have shattered
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| That sail across the wind
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| Erase hesitation and ease your frustration to say goodbye…
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| When the maelstrom comes around
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| The world begins to drown
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| You’re floating upside down
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| You’ll never touch the ground
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| Yet still somehow…
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| You try to get away
|
| To chase a different fate
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| But now look what you’ve found
|
| When the maelstrom comes around
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| When the maelstrom comes around
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| The world begins to drown
|
| You’re floating upside down
|
| You’ll never touch the ground
|
| Yet still somehow…
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| You try to get away
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| To chase a different fate
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| But now look what you’ve found
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| When the maelstrom comes around |